readx;

Jing Jun was not injured, but was disgraced by Xiong Meng's serial attacks, and others looked very embarrassed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiong Meng's moves are powerful and swift and flexible, and the Jing army needs to start thinking about the enemy's strategy again, and a hard encounter will only hate the battlefield.

"Ahem, as a bear, you can beat me like this, it's really something you should be proud of, but ......"

"Junior, you're looking for death!"

Xiong shouted loudly to stop Jing Jun from continuing, but the dignified number one fierce general of the Eastern Continent was called a bear by a very thin little man three times and five times, even if his body was a dog bear, he couldn't tolerate such verbal humiliation from this person.

The bear glared fiercely and slashed with his knife.

"Fights are fights, you still have to care what I say! Eh, wait, you are known as the number one fierce general, can't you let me make one and a half moves?"

Jing Jun continued to taunt Xiong Meng, he always thought that disturbing people's minds was a very effective tactic, especially in the face of an enemy who was several times stronger than himself.

However, he did not hesitate at his feet, and after he regained his feet, he has been guarding against the violent Xiong Meng.

At the place where his mind moved, more than two dozen fist-sized lightning balls flashed and surged towards Xiong Meng, and the sound of "crackling" was done, and each ball was on the verge of exploding.

Xiong Meng's eyes became solemn, obviously he was still quite afraid of the lightning balls that this person kept throwing, this thing couldn't be touched, it couldn't be hit, it was very troublesome, the body protection wind covered the whole body in an instant, and at the same time, the lightning balls exploded one after another.

The power of a fist-sized lightning ball explosion is equivalent to an ordinary grenade, and the effective killing radius is about five meters, compared to a real grenade, the lightning ball explosion will not produce fragments, so standing five meters away is most likely to receive a shock wave, but when encountering the generally strong orc warriors in this world, the shock wave generated by a fist-sized lightning ball will not cause them too much damage.

These are all roughly calculated by Jing Jun in his spare time.

In fact, the explosive shells that existed on the mainland were very similar to the shells or bombs used in modern warfare, and not only did the people at the center of the explosion die, but the metal fragments that shattered afterwards were also important weapons for wounding the enemy.

Let's say that right now, after a series of loud noises that were about to pierce everyone's eardrums, the dust dissipated, and the onlookers, whether it was the coalition soldiers or the middle and high-level generals of all ethnic groups, or the Jing army, which had already withdrawn more than 20 meters away, were all stunned by the scene in the field.

"General Xiong is really extraordinary!"

"yes! unscathed......

"I heard that the general has touched the edge of a martial saint, so it seems that the legend is true?"

"It's hard to say, except for the dragon clan, there hasn't been a martial saint in the whole world for many years......"

"You talk nonsense, you also saw the little man's methods, try you in the middle, maybe you can't even find a pound of your bones now!"

"You! you...... What do you mean by a dead monkey?"

......

The low-level warriors exchanged heads and discussions, and the generals couldn't help but gasp, Xiong Meng suffered a series of explosions and was unscathed, which really brought them endless shock, and everyone coincidentally tried to think about how to deal with the situation just now.

Ape Yi's eyes flashed, and he didn't say a word.

Shark Sihai murmured: "He is so powerful...... I don't know if he sincerely admires Xiong Meng's combat power or if he thinks otherwise.

The bear's body shook, and the wind flowed, blowing away the dust from the last trace of the explosion, and the clarity reappeared in front of him.

"If this son is not removed today, he will have trouble in the future!"

Xiong Meng said secretly, more than two dozen lightning balls exploded at the same time, and the shock wave formed by the superposition of power shocked him through the protective body Gang Qi and made his blood roll, but fortunately, Gang Feng avoided his body from directly contacting the explosion point, so he gave others the feeling that he was not injured.

Having said that, Jing Jun's magic level was not enough, and he couldn't further attract the power of nature for his own use, so he could only make the introductory skills of lightning magic.

If it was a high-level magician who shot today, whether it was the strongest and most fierce thunder and lightning magic, or the most yin and soft water magic, it was possible to break through the high-level samurai's unique body protection qi and thus injure his true self.

It's a pity that no one talks about these stories on the path of cultivation with Jing Jun at present, but it's a pity that there is a master who guards the strongest demon saint in the world.

Jing Jun kept beating the drum in his heart, "Why is this product so strong? The bullet misses, the lightning ball can't explode, and the master's cultivation booklet clearly states that the high-level skills that can cross the continent are basically after the advanced high-level mage, what can be done?"

Secretly hesitating, more than thirty lightning balls flew towards Xiong Meng in a flash.

The latter snorted coldly, and the gang wind ran rapidly, forcing all the lightning balls out of his body, he didn't dare to block with a big knife, and the gang qi could only circulate on the surface of his body.

At the same time, he flew towards Jing Jun, the martial artist is not known for his speed, but the realm has reached the peak of the high level, and the speed is also extremely terrifying.

Jing Jun understood that he must not let this big bear get close, otherwise he would never recover.

Condensed his spiritual power, his hands conjured up two seven or eight-foot plasma knives, and opened and closed to meet Xiong Meng, who rushed out of the explosion circle again.

Xiong Meng frowned, the lightning energy gave him a headache, the cold steel knife that he relied on to become famous in his palm was not powerful at this time, and when he touched the bright and shiny knife, he would be electrified, although the physical strength could still withstand it, but it would inevitably give the opponent a chance to take advantage of it.

The big knife changed its trajectory and did not come into contact with the plasma knife, Xiong Meng's left fist was clenched, the size of a sea bowl, "whew", carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, like a demolition hammer, smashing towards Jing Jun.

The Protective Qi cannot extend to weapons, but it can wrap fists.

Sure enough, on the way of the iron fist, the plasma knife was instantly blown away like smoke encountering a strong wind, and the iron fist was about to hit the top beam of the Jing army.

"Ah...... , junior, you are plotting against me again......"

Blood flowed and roared.

Xiong Meng was extremely aggrieved, his strength was obviously much higher than his opponent, but since the start of the war, he has been conspired against, first chatting with the King of Shark Four Seas and Seas was attacked inexplicably, and finally suffered a small injury, this time it saw that this person was about to be shattered under his iron fist, but at the moment when the big fist was about to smash on the person's head, a cold light came into his eyes.

A snow-bright dagger suddenly appeared, as strong as he Xiong Meng didn't even see when the knife appeared in the man's hand, and then a sharp pain in his wrist came.

At that moment, Xiong Meng actually felt a great crisis, and it seemed that his left fist was about to leave his body.

Thanks to his strong strength, the hardness of his muscles and bones has reached the point of perversion, and he withdrew his arms alive, detached from the dagger pierced into his wrist, and kicked out with his big foot at the same time.

Jing Jun snorted, flew out more than ten meters, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Xiong Meng endured the severe pain, raised his left arm, and the fan-like bear paw turned with difficulty, and a half-inch-sized hole in his wrist was "gurgling" outward.

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt my muscles and bones......"

Xiong Meng let out a sigh of relief, the wound was on his body, and he knew how heavy it was, the wound looked less than half an inch, but it was three or four inches deep, if the dagger went a little deeper, or the blade stirred slightly, this hand would not be able to recover its previous combat strength even if it was not useless.

"What is the origin of this guy? Why did the dagger appear in his hand out of thin air, and what kind of blade is the dagger?"

A few questions flashed through Xiong Meng's mind, knowing that it was difficult for ordinary blades to hurt his body, let alone cause such serious injuries, he was also extremely curious about Jing Jun's repeated displays of unusual methods, but now what he wanted to do was to kill Jing Jun immediately, and the dead would never have any more anti-heaven means.

"Whoop......

"Brother, what happened just now, General Xiong seems to be injured......"

"Well, I didn't see it clearly, did I?"

"That person is really not simple, he can actually hurt General Xiong......"

"Hehe, but he's done it here, don't you see that he hasn't gotten up yet?"

"That's what I said, General Xiong's single combat strength is unparalleled, and he almost wiped out the patriarch of the Mastiff Clan that day......"

......

Xiong Meng's bizarre injury was in an uproar again.

The high-level generals such as the Ripple King, Shark Sihai, and Shrimp Hao were all shocked, not shocked by Xiong Meng's injury, but who did not understand the abrupt transformation between the illusory energy plasma knife and the physical dagger in Jing Jun's hand.

The moment the plasma knife disappeared, it was clear that his hand was empty, but the next moment Xiong Meng injured the dagger that had come out of that hand.

What is this method, and what kind of secret method?

No one knows.

For a while, there were different opinions, and now there was no one to maintain military appearance and discipline, allowing the coalition soldiers who formed an encirclement to whisper.

The nameless stranger challenged Xiong Meng, the "No. 1 fierce general in the mainland", and the actual combat power of the two was very different, but from the beginning of the battle, it was an accident, especially now Xiong Meng was almost "chopped" by someone!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe it, who wouldn't know that in the era when the saint didn't make a move, Xiong Meng was an absolute overlord of force, how could this kind of character be easily injured, let alone be chopped off, or a thin little man who was not well known?

Everyone was amazed that after Xiong Meng was injured, he orally sentenced Jing Jun, who caused this result, to death almost at the same time, after all, Xiong Meng's strength has been fought for more than decades.

The actual situation also seems to confirm the opinion of the crowd watching the battle, Jing Jun feels that at least four or five ribs are broken, and if Xiong Meng is not injured in the end, it is not very targeted to kick out, otherwise he will be more than lucky at the moment.

Jing Jun struggled to stand up, the dagger that stabbed Xiong Meng just now no longer existed, how to deal with the fierce and incomparable bear, he had a little calculation.

"He must not be allowed to see that he is seriously injured!"

Xiong Meng knew that his palm was unharmed, and re-examined this opponent, in fact, he focused on the inconspicuous dagger, but was stunned to find that this person did not have a weapon in his hand at present.

The two confronted each other, one bluffing, the other suspicious, afraid of suffering another loss.

In the end, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Xiong Meng's mouth, and he didn't mention the ghost-headed broadsword, and rushed over with his bare hands.

Jing Jun sighed secretly, "I can't help it, ......."

A line of red blood left at the corner of his mouth.

The bear waved his hand violently to split a few lightning balls that flew in front of him, and smashed them down again.

Jing Jun's eyes were black, the severity of his injuries was far greater than his estimate, and he couldn't calmly mobilize the power of electricity, and he was dizzy and shaky after eight lightning balls.

"Whew!"

"Ahh

"Xiong Meng, what are you doing?"